#No mow May
May. Already. How is that possible?
The days are so much longer and the birds are joyous.
Today we had sun and rain and there were pretty little orange-tip butterflies on the Lady’s-smock which is growing in the wilder parts of the garden.
Since the spring of the pandemic I have decided to hand over … Read more
When truth is failing…
It seems to me that when truth is in short supply,
there is one place I can go to that I can rely on and it is the garden.
It has been the container of cats and dogs, toddlers and teenagers, swimming and bonfires, love, laughter, rows and tears.
Whatever has happened, the grass has … Read more